Hijinks Mingle

[potentite]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Anywhere around the hub!
When: Days 103-105
Open/Closed: Open mingle!
Notes: See this post for details on the moon prompt and this one for the telepathy/dream/spirit prompts!



[A | Flower Gleam and Glow]
[The nearby moon is still passing close to the hub island, meaning the effects are still in play. Perhaps now is the time to stop and smell the large lit up sparkling moonflowers that have bloomed? Or be annoyed by the mosquito-like insects that came with them.

Alternatively, the deer seem to draw some sort of energy from the moon's light. Given their size, at least their sudden aggression and proximity to the base camp isn't the worst thing in the world but a kick would still break a rib or other bone so be careful! Possibly help each other deal with these cute but troublesome fauna.]



[B | Eavesdropping]
[For some reason, the telepathy will suddenly get rather wonky. Characters won't know why it's happening, though of course no doubt there will be ponderings, but it means characters won't be in control of their ability to broadcast — or more specifically, not broadcast — their thoughts. Time to find out secrets of an embarrassing nature. Or maybe something sadder is going on in your character's head.

If this wasn't bad enough, the area around the signet might experience burning or tingling. Just try to keep a lid on your brain for the day and distract yourself from any annoying pain.]



[C | Talking In Your Sleep]
[Or maybe your character just doesn't have the most interesting thoughts. Maybe they're busy thinking about pie instead of their upsetting childhood. That's fair. Pie is great.

But surely sometimes it haunts their dreams. With the telepathy running amuck, it's no wonder dreams and nightmares are leaking through, too. Of course, it doesn't have to be an accident. Feel free to grab a friend and share a fanciful dreamscape together on purpose! But for those nuts that are tougher to crack, accidents can and will happen.]



[D | Who You Gonna Call]
[Last but not least, as Friday rolls around, there seems to be something odd going on with the island. If your character is inclined towards the spiritual or supernatural, they'll no doubt notice the strange heavy thickness hanging around. There are whispers in the air and all of new energy just feels solemn. Might be good to give people a heads up and keep an eye on it.]

Comments

[presomnio]

[ she blinks for a moment, but then laughs a little, high and nervous. it seems to be more out of embarrassment rather than anything else, though. ]

Oh, um... it was nothing, really. I'm... always happy to be able to help, sir. I'm told I can be a bit of a gloomy person sometimes, and, well, I don't really disagree with them...

[ homura trails off, but not before she realises how that might all sound— it's not meant to be self-pitying at all, just contextualizing. so instead she waves her hands in front of her hurriedly as she rushes onward a little more quickly than her tentative pace previous: ]

That is to say, um, I can understand, a little, about what it's like to keep thinking about mistakes all the time. I think. But I've learned— you just have to keep going. That's all.

[ she glances over to the lake he'd been staring at previous before looking up to the fireworks in the sky. what an odd mix. ]

If it's all right for me to ask... ah, what happened, afterward?

[thatdamnknight]

[gloomy person? flynn can't see that. from first impressions alone, she seems sweet and bright enough to him.

her question doesn't receive an immediate reply. flynn joins her in looking up at the fireworks. what dazzling colors and so many of them. the villagers really are going all out with this celebration, aren't they?]

I suppose that afterward is what we're dealing with now.

[so much happened so fast. explaining it all to someone would take a while so he sticks to some of the major points.]

My failure to act properly ended up costing the lives of at least two innocent people. The same man who gave me those questionable orders then kidnapped a close friend and proceeded to use her as a tool in taking over the capitol.

[notable parts he leaves out include most of the things he himself did after since they don't feel too noteworthy. leading an army and saving the lives of numerous people is apart of his job. again, nothing noteworthy. it's also the least he could've done after screwing up so much. the fact he received the title of acting commandant after still feels undeserved.]

We've since managed to get her back and to take back the capitol. Now all that remains is stopping her kidnapper.

[his expression hardens at the thought. alexei... it's unlikely the party wouldn't have finished him off by now but flynn still hopes against hope that maybe he came to his senses.]

[presomnio]

[ she doesn't quite startle, per se, but she does throw a few bewildered looks around at their surroundings in response to the explanation he gives. ]

I-it happened here, then? But, then... [ why are they celebrating...? do they not know? do they think it was a good thing? the man in front of her is too serious about trying to figure out how to better his mistakes for her not to take him at his word, or at least believe him in believing that he did wrong.

this is too far out of context for her to understand, in some ways- it seems closer to the stories she'd read when she was still sick, with knights and- captured princesses(?), and villain knight-commanders or royal advisers with inscrutably grand ambitions. that's the general idea she gets from explanation, in any case, given that his garb makes it clear what his role in this tale is. but she can understand it, those taking innocents and using them as leverage over others whom they wanted to take advantage of.

she hums a little unhappily. so, truthfully: ]

I'm sorry. I hope that all works out well for you.

[thatdamnknight]

[he notices that confusion. that reaction coupled with what she starts to say makes it obvious what the confusion pertains to. before speaking, flynn can't help but note the oddity of someone in a dream displaying this sort of a reaction. then again, dreams seldom make sense.

flynn offers a gentle smile as he elaborates.]

This town is celebrating their liberation from a tyrannical knight captain. My men and I took control from him not too long ago, before everything that I mentioned took place.

[in other words, the people here have no reason to not be in a festive mood. they have no idea of the commandant's true plan, they have no idea that the world will be in danger, they even have no idea that the tyrannical captain's murder took place this very same night. truth be told, the reason he's dreaming of this night as opposed to one that more fits his mood is because it feels as though everything started falling apart here. a night filled with happiness and celebration but also one burdened with memories of his best friend committing a heinous crime.

then again, flynn full well knows he could've stopped it. had he gotten over his surprise, had he realized sooner that yuri planned to dirty his hands so, had he just done his goddamn job as a knight properly then maybe he'd have one less thing to feel guilt over. like homura said, however, the past can't be changed no matter how much he wishes otherwise. what he needs to do is never allow history to repeat itself.]

[presomnio]

I- I see.

[ she relaxes visibly, tension bleeding from her frame after he elaborates further. so it's not- it's not one of those places then, the ones where you have to be wary of everything, even if they look normal, harmless. the ones where you can't trust anything you think you know, going even beyond simple common sense like 'avoid empty places after dark.'

the ones where you can't trust anyone. ]

I'm sorry, I'm just passing through, I think, so I didn't know. But now that you say that, it makes a lot of sense. I guess... they don't know the rest either, do they?

[ this town seems a little small to be a capitol, or anything near. she might be wrong, but it makes sense. a desert must be far removed from any city, so they mustn't have heard, to be so happy. it's like a bubble of sorts. safe, until it pops.

the fireworks really are pretty. ]

[thatdamnknight]

[watching her relax after hearing that makes flynn glad. the people here are a kind bunch so no reason exists to be on edge. with cumore gone, people don't need to live in fear anymore. ...killing him brought them happiness, but killing is a crime and cannot be permitted.

his thoughts drifting back to that almost gets him to frown but flynn catches himself. tonight's been filled with more than enough chatting about his problems. why not focus on something a little less heavy? like fireworks. yes, fireworks are nice. the show going on right now can only be called spectacular so he opts to watch that instead of musing about murder further.]

Not yet, no. They can enjoy their celebration in peace.

[after watching another set of fireworks go off, flynn realizes something and smiles over at homura.]

They have dancing and various activities toward the center of town if you'd be interested in those.

[since she mentioned passing through, why not take part and have some fun while she's here?]